| Lightningpaw |
Flock Together [Tier 2] - Active
With a nod, the young molly allowed the apprentice to separate, knowing full well from experience it was sometimes best to be given some room to breathe. She understood the reasoning behind Twilightstar's reluctance to have apprentices leave camp on their own. There were some apprentices - namely the newer ones - who simply didn't know enough of the territory, or would still look too kittenish to potential predators and not make it back to camp, or any other number of reasons why it was safer for them to only leave when accompanied by a warrior. But she was proof, wasn't she? That an older apprentice could be trusted to leave the safety of the camp's walls to carry out a patrol, right? This wasn't her first time leaving the camp alone today! And stars knew that prior to being allowed outside of the camp on her own she would feel suffocated being under another's watchful eye all the time. No. It would be best to let Poppypaw have her well earned freedom.
Nose sniffing blooms as she looked through the sparse vegetation - dandelions were normally much easier to find than this... and she was getting worried - Lightningpaw finally found what she was looking for. The round, happy, bright yellow dandelion blooms. Or rather... bloom. With only one found, she could feel herself gulping slightly. Hopefully this wasn't a sign that her concerns had been valid, and they had over picked the herbs faster than they could grow. Knowing there was little she could do about it now, the lithe calico dipped her head and carefully picked the singular bloom, adding the dandelion to her small bundle of two marigolds. Perhaps this would be enough for now...
As she turned around to find her companion, a small cry of fear met her ears, and the older apprentice stiffened, instantly alert to her surroundings. The problem was quickly noted, albeit a bit... confusing. It seemed that Poppypaw had a small fear of bees? There was certainly a bee besides her, but after a less than coordinated tumble courtesy of a branch jutting through the grove's undergrowth, it merely flew away. It might not have truly been meaning to harm the younger molly from the start, or perhaps the healer's own approach had calmed it down? It was always hard to tell. Animals seemed to behave a little... differently around her. Like if she wasn't even there. Of course, she never stuck around to see if they would stay amicable for too long with anything other than bees, but bees in particular just seemed to really, really like her.
Reaching the diluted tortie's side, Lightningpaw sniffed her over, a small frown of concern on her brow as she noticed the heavy breathing. True, she had just fled from a bee but... that had barely constituted a run, especially when compared to the flights WindClan cats had to do on a constant just to keep up with their main source of prey. Sitting down besides her, allowing her patrolmate some time to catch her breath, she waited patiently, not sensing an urgency in her laborious breath yet, but not wishing to further extrapolate it. It was only when she sensed the apprentice had enough of a rest that she spoke.
"How long has that been going on, love?" she asked, quirking her brow.
There was no admonishment in her voice, merely light curiosity. It would do the medicine cat apprentice no good here to reprimand the molly if this had been going on for long without any medicinal attention. Especially when there was no treatment. She had her tests, of course, but she hadn't shared the results of such yet. Not to mention, she hadn't her herbs present, either! Hopefully it was a one time thing, but if not... perhaps her tests would prove useful sooner than she'd expected.
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Cinnamon~ [Poppypaw]